I’m Sick – and Zombie Lady Gets Treated
Posted by thedarwinexception on January 4, 2008
It’s been a couple of days, huh?
I’ve been sick – fighting off a cold or the flu or pneumonia – or maybe the fucking plague or something. I’ve been laying around doing nothing – I haven’t even done dishes or anything. I sleep – but when I wake up I’m just as tired as when I went to bed. It’s not a refreshing or restful sleep. I don’t know why. So the most I’ve done is eat tomato sandwiches, watch TV and knit. I’ve started a new project to counter balance the size 0 needles bunny sweater, which I can work on for hours and see no progress. I’ve started another of the Hobbes Hoodie’s – this time with fur. It’s coming out kind of cute. It’s a normal Hobbes Hoodie with a fur trimmed hood, fur trimmed bottom and fur trimmed sleeves. I like it so far.
This is the completed back of the sweater.
And I got sucked into my sister’s problems. You remember my sister? The one who is in jail or prison or wherever. The one who let her daughter Christian blow in the fucking wind for the holidays with the day care worker? Well, my sister called me from jail or prison or wherever she is and she says that despite his seeming concern and caring, despite his calls to every official in the state to find out what’s going on with her and her daughter, that my brother Gary is the reason she’s in jail – that it’s all his fault. She says that he gave her a bad check to cash – and she cashed it. And that she is now facing new charges – oh – and that the check he gave her was one he printed himself – some kind of Traveler’s Checks thing, and that this isn’t the first time he’s done such a thing.
She also says that his claims of sobriety and being clean are so much bullshit – and that she knows this first hand.
I don’t know. I don’t know who to believe – so I am believing no one. But the whole thing is preying on the back of my mind and I don’t know why. Paul has the right attitude, I guess, and one I should adopt. He says they are both drug addicted and they are both consummate liars – so nothing they say can be believed anyway. And he says that if my sister was stupid enough to cash a check from my brother, then she *should* be in jail – charged with criminal stupidity. Which is true.
She signed temporary custody of Christian over to the day care worker. She has to go back at the end of January for another hearing about Christian. So Christian is now *really* in day care 24/7. And that bugs me the most. I mean, number one – who gives their kids to the day care workers? And number two – She has three daughters – one with Cystic Fibrosis – and all three of them are in State’s custody. What a shame.
In zombie lady news – the cops called me yesterday. The first officer who came out and who went inside the house called to let me know that Zombie Lady’s son called on January 2nd to let them know that he had “found” her. I told the officer – yeah, I “found” her a week before that – she was here. The officer said “Well, he said that she is in NYC at a treatment facility.” And now my ears perked up because it sounded like this officer knew what *kind* of “treatment facility” and I said “Yeah, she left here 2 days after she came and she said she had to go beck to the city for more treatment.” And I tried to be kind of discreet and I said ‘Well, I’m glad she really did enter the facility” and the officer said “Well, her son said that this would be beneficial, that if she stayed for treatment and they got her on the right medications, that he would have to worry about her less.” And, still trying to be discreet, I said “Well, mental health issues can be difficult to deal with in a parent.” And the officer said “That’s the impression I got – that he is hoping her stay in the MENTAL HEALTH UNIT will alleviate some of her problems and maybe help her to be able to take care of herself. That she went voluntarily was encouraging to him.”
So I guess we called it, didn’t we? We’re so smart.